Friday, March 28, 2014


OK. Here I go. With the arrival of my very own sharps box for my Neulasta self-injections, this all just got very real. If you're reading this, you probably know me and know that I am nothing if not irreverent, not to mention, unrelated, but equally important, tough as nails. Therefore, dark humor is bound to make an appearance. Again, if you know me, you will not be surprised, hence the title of my blog. It's based on a comment one of my relatives made when I first shared this news. Seemed like a good way to.

Long story short. I was diagnosed with Invasive Ductal Carcinoma on Friday, March 14, 2014. After a routine mammogram three days earlier turned up a suspicious lump, which was confirmed on an ultrasound, the whirlwind of visits and exams began. Another mammogram and ultrasound the next day at MGH after meeting with my breast surgeon, followed on Thursday by a biopsy. Beyond that, a breast MRI on Saturday, March 15, revealed that the lump in my right breast is indeed 3cm.  That's right - 4 days of tests in a 5 day period, not because it was dire, but because they could. I was glad I didn't have to wait long for answers!

Long story long. The pathology report revealed it is estrogen and progesterone sensitive (ER/PR), but not HER2.  This is good as HER2 sensitivity is more aggressive.  The cells are grade 2 which means they don't look totally out of control and actually resemble the cells that are supposed to be there. This is not a Stage. The lymph nodes look good based on physical exam and ultrasound, but I won't know for sure until the two sentinel nodes are removed and checked. There is no history of cancer of any kind in my immediate family, and a small lesion (7mm) that showed up on the March 15 MRI turned out to be benign based on a breast MRI biopsy yesterday, March 27.

Here is how things played out, and this is mostly so I can keep track. The bottom line is I feel extremely fortunate to be in Boston and for the amazing medical care that is available to me, not to mention the wonderfully supportive friends I have and community I belong to.

March 11 - mammogram and ultrasound, meet with PCP
March 12 - meet with surgeon at MGH, mammogram and ultrasound
March 13 - biopsy via ultrasound
March 14 - no tests, but the phone call confirming suspicious finding to be IDC in right breast
March 15 - breast MRI
March 20 - meet my cancer team
March 26 - breast MRI biopsy, learn about chemo session
March 27 - lesion in left breast benign
March 31 - chemo begins
April 1 - Neulasta self- injection (yikes!)

On Monday, I'll begin a 16 week course of chemotherapy with a treatment every 14 days. It's called dose dense, in the parlance.  For 8 weeks, I will be on an Adriamycin Cytoxan combination. Adriamycin will turn my pee red and works on destroying cancer cells and other fast growing cells. Cytoxan blocks cells from making DNA and stops the cells from growing and dividing. It will also be the likely culprit in terms of causing my hair to fall out.  Oh, well.  I was glad my high school and college biology allowed me to understand mostly how this all works.  Who knew I'd ever be referring to mitosis given my line of work. For the last 8 weeks, same protocol, but I'll be getting Taxol, which according to my paperwork, stops cancer cells from growing and dividing. I like the second line even better, "This causes the cancer cells to die."

The next step in the plan will be a lumpectomy followed by 6 1/2 weeks of radiation (5 days a week, about 20').

That's it for now. Our racing season begins tomorrow and I am a little anxious and nervous for my team as usual, but mostly excited for what they've been training for since September to finally be underway. I feel remarkably similar about Monday for myself minus the prep since September, of course.


  1. Okay then. Here WE go. Your friends and family are with you with every step you take on this unplanned "marathon". See you at the finish line - victory in hand! Day at a time . . .Wales Family

  2. Pipes McGillicutty, we got you from Remote Base 1 in Bedford, Gateway to Billerica. Over but NOT out.

  3. Sending lots of love and prayers from Bloomington, IN :)

  4. Feen and I have got your back.
    We'll be thinking of you constantly.

  5. Linda,

    Long time no talk. I recently heard the news about your situation and wish you the best. I can speak firsthand to the amazing advances in reconstruction and will help in any way I can. Please reach out if there is anything I can do or recommend to help.

    Best wishes,

  6. Jon, thank you for writing. Great to hear from you! You can count on me following up in July!

    take care,